In a Chastity-Reversed World, I Posted My Fetishes on a Secret Account, and Somehow the Beautiful Girls in My Class Started Reenacting Them ~ About How My Alt Account Is Being Watched by the Beautiful Girls in My Class~ - 7

Chapter 7: I’m Sorry for Calling It a “Battlefield” So Lightly!

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“What are you doing?”

I turned toward the voice and found Kashiwagi-san standing there before I knew it. She wasn’t wearing her usual confident smile. Instead, she was narrowing her eyes expressionlessly. It was a look of pure contempt. No doubt it was because she had caught me staring intently at what Onodera-san was doing.

“N-No, this is, w-well…”

“I wonder what exactly is ‘no.'”

I hurried to look at Onodera-san to plead for help. However, Onodera-san was just smirking. Her hands were still fumbling with her crotch and her chest.

“Even though I was waiting for you over there…”

She was waiting? Did that mean Kashiwagi-san had been waiting for me in that empty classroom? Could it be… that she intended to show herself to me, just like Onodera-san?

My brain froze. Guilt began to well up bit by bit. Kashiwagi-san walked toward me slowly. One step, then another. It wasn’t a hurried pace, yet it was a way of closing the distance that left no room for escape.

“You were watching, weren’t you?”

“T-That’s…”

I couldn’t deny it. The words got stuck in my throat. That silence alone served as a more than sufficient answer.

“Hmm.”

Kashiwagi-san narrowed her eyes for a split second. Her gaze pierced right through me. She wasn’t smiling. But she wasn’t shouting, either. She was just quietly blocking off any exit.

“You know, Fujimiya-kun.”

Her hand reached out. She touched my chin and lightly forced me to look up.

“Do you… like Kohaku more?”

“…!”

I wanted to deny it, to say that wasn’t the case, but for some reason, the words wouldn’t come out. I had no reason to make excuses to Kashiwagi-san. I shouldn’t have, yet for some reason, my chest felt tight.

“It’s fine. Really.”

Kashiwagi-san’s voice was low.

“You don’t have to deny it.”

With that, she drew much closer, to a position where I could feel her breath.

“Because I understand perfectly.”

A shiver ran through me. Her cold voice made my spine chill.

“Right?”

Having said that, Kashiwagi-san glanced to the side. There stood Onodera-san, looking as happy as ever. When our eyes met, she twisted her lips into a smirk. It was as if she had been waiting for this exact development.

“Kohaku…”

“What is it~?”

“I didn’t think you were this kind of person.”

“Ahaha, that’s just because you’re dense, Koyori ♡”

“…”

“After all, Koyori’s account is filled with nothing but Fujimiya-kun’s tweets. By following that trail, I found Ayato-kun’s secret account.”

“…”

“It was more fun than I imagined ♡ Nha…!”

“―!”

Onodera-san spread her legs wide through her panties. I could clearly see the shape through the fabric.

“Stop it…”

Kashiwagi-san’s voice grew even lower.

“Why~?”

Onodera-san gripped her breast with her fingers.

“Even though he’s mine… Even though I wanted to show him today…”

“First come, first served, as they say ♡”

“…”

“If you’re so frustrated, why don’t you do it too, Koyori?”

Ignoring Onodera-san, Kashiwagi-san glared at me. Then, she slowly reached her hand toward her own crotch.

“Make sure you watch closely, Ayato-kun.”

She pressed against the soft part with her fingers. Gradually, a small protrusion became visible.

“W-What are you doing?! Kashiwagi-san!”

“Ugh… hyah… This is all your fault, Ayato-kun.”

I didn’t know what was happening anymore. I was just stunned by the fact that Kashiwagi-san—the cutest girl in class—was doing that right in front of me.

“Hey.”

Kashiwagi-san stopped her fingers and stared at me.

“I’m better, aren’t I?”

Why is Kashiwagi-san competing with Onodera-san? Even though I’m nothing more than a tool for you two to vent your sexual desires.

No, perhaps that was exactly why. I could well understand the feeling of not wanting someone else to steal your toy. Setting that aside, wasn’t I in a terrible situation right now? To put it in terms of my previous life, it was like a girl with a secret account being approached by two men who were completely naked.

It felt like nothing but a crime in the making. However, for me, who possessed memories of my past life, this situation was delicious. It should have been delicious, yet for some reason, I felt a sense of guilt toward Kashiwagi-san.

“Ahn…”

Kashiwagi-san moved her fingers again. This time, she pinched the protrusion between her index and middle fingers. I couldn’t look away. As if sucked into a black hole, I was glued to Kashiwagi-san’s crotch.

“Hey, hey, Ayato-kun ♡”

At that moment, Onodera-san suddenly turned my face toward her.

“Look at me ♡”

Onodera-san slowly undid the buttons of her blouse. Her black lingerie was revealed. Lace decorations and a cute ribbon. I let out a gulp.

What on earth was going on? Why was I being pursued by two beautiful girls? I couldn’t wrap my head around it.

“―!”

When I looked back at Kashiwagi-san, her hand had moved away from her crotch. Or rather, her movements had stopped.

“You’d go that far… Kohaku?”

“Because, I want to make Ayato-kun mine ♡”

“…Even though he’s mine.”

For some reason, the air between the two became hostile. They were like children fighting over a toy. However, it was far quieter than a children’s quarrel.

“U-Um, both of you, calm down…”

“…”

There it was again. That look of contempt. Kashiwagi-san’s eyes as she glared at me were cold.

“Hey, Ayato-kun, let’s go on a date tomorrow.”

Kashiwagi-san suddenly made that proposal. I couldn’t refuse. I didn’t want the fact that I had a secret account to be exposed to everyone in class. So, at that moment, I nodded my head.

However… I could never have predicted that such a thing would happen the next day.

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